Funny how everyone considered him insane or eccentric while he was alive, and now all admire his castles and his love for music and arts in general. That aside, it's a good movie, Helmut Berger's performance was flawless, and I didn't feel it was too much to watch his story unfold for 4 hours.
A portrait of the King as the Wagner enthusiast, romantic art escapist and sexually troubled megalomaniac that he pretty much was, as far as we know. “Ludwig” is a grandiose film of a grandiose person. Four hours long, yet it doesn’t feel at all too long, thanks to Visconti’s storytelling skills. You just need to sit back and enjoy the great performances and all those chandeliers.
Retrato trágico de un monarca. El inicio del filme (desde su coronación) parece predecir el fracaso de un inexperto y desinteresado mozuelo que de forma temprana le fue cedida la corona. Visconti hará así un repaso rápido de su monarquía, y sobre cómo los otros personajes, sus cercanos, serán contagiados de la infamia de Ludwig; un personaje frustrado tanto como mescenas, políticamente, sentimental, como sexualmente.
At some point during his homoerotic forays, I thought to myself: "This reminds me of Michael Jackson . . . " Kidding aside, this film is absolutely amazing. A true work of art. The opulent mise-en-scene, Helmut Berger's acting, the various psychological analyses of his deteriorating condition, eugh! Everything was great.